Luyện nghe bài hát Hi Hater (Remix)

Somebody call the man, remix
like them haters out there
Got a sickness man that to be cured
Hey, hey, hater, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hi, hi, hi

Hey, hey, hey hater, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hi, hi, hi
Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hello, hello
(Remix, on, man, yeah)

Look, don't hide, I see you,
I'm a wave hi I see you, hater
I've dyin' to meet you, hater
Please leave me, I need you, hater

is for the ones that's been prayin' I'm 'gon fail
They hatin', rather see me in the cell
But I in the jail my nigga' I'm doin' good
Brooklyn we did it, I'm it all hood

Keep hatin', I'm rollin', I'm past you
like ooh, I like him you see his tattoos
(Go Maino)
Look at me went from DVD's to MTV
Pants hangin' on BET
Still in the nigga you see me

Hustle hard, stack paper, it's alright, y'all us
It's nothin', we major, you see me, hi
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi
Ay Maino, tell them haters get

Ay Maino, tell haters get ready
I got time, too busy I'm flyin'
Over the Atlantics, three or fo'
Strip dancin', no panties, askin me to advantage

imagine all the fun that I'm havin'
(It's scary)
On average, I'm travelin', gettin' cabbage
Performin' in London, I'm landin' in Paris
(Ha, ha, ha)

If I was you, frankly I'd be
You carry no weight, hold no merit
I talk big money, you understand it
My picture won't fit on yo'

Go win two Grammys, build cribs for a few
you can come back and holla at me
God dammit, sad, but I could give a damn, what a sucka thank
Hustle hard, Hustle, call us Hustle INC

Me and Maino, ate it, just like brothers think
It's all about the music 'til it to other things
Sucka the Bankhead, BK connection
You can hate it, but respect or get dealt with, bitch

Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi

Okay, okay, hi my name is Swizz, your name is,
So you see 'em, hi hater, on my watch, the Felipe
I don't lose no sleep, 'cause I don't fuck with haters
My car, the SLR, the through them like it's a guitar

I'll y'all haters in the dust by far
I'm designin' y'all lookin' at cars
(Lames)
Yeah, I try to keep the

If you keep talkin', the 'gon slide in 'em
What's up? They all the cake
But I'm a chef so I gotta 'em how to bake
(Get 'em)

Nine ten rappers, haters
They get emotional they ain't got paper
When you get bigger than them then they ya
'em, 'cause I don't owe 'em no favors

When rappers hot, they ya
When rappers get cold, they ya
We than most, ask my label
My first week numbers, real
(Dayum)

Two hundred thousand sold, playa
Take by the minute now, be my neighbor
I got a show, so I'm a to y'all later
Forty a show now hater

Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi
(Hello, how doin'?)

Yo, a million worth the ice on
My wife beater show the
Drug money the lights on, and besides the gun smoke
The hate in the air is what the nights on

They 'gon hate, anyway screw nice to 'em
Till you send 'em hot ones
Or you put the on 'em

Hi haters, it's me
Might see me in the D pink gators
Or I be in the streets with three shakers
Ten head cracks in a row with sweet

Yeah, I'm tryin' to get my cash
The LP is on the way though, my ass

Let 'em NY, like the folks who make PlayStation
Yeah, I'm back, fresh off of
I let the take a break
Now I'm a let it out the bag like Jake the

If it's one for sho', two things for certain
I'm a it up 'til my middle finger's hurtin'
No, I ain't had a brush with yet
Some of y'all wake up and ain't brushed your teeth yet

I through, haters gotta know that I am paid
I be wavin' like I'm on the of the parade
Hola, bonjour, hi
I keep it movin on hoes, me vibrator

Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi
Hi hater, hi hater, you see me, hi